On one side of the silent corridor, suddenly, a gap quietly opened in the wall. Then it retreated further to the side, making a creaking sound, forming a dark entrance.
Then, a figure groped out from the entrance of the cave. He was short and had a pair of round evil eyes. The figure lowered his head and took out the matchbox, lit it with a click, and a dazzling flame in the darkness reflected Papara.
You have a chubby face.
He carefully looked around and muttered: "There is actually a secret passage here."
The match's light dimmed and then went out.
"But where should I go?" he murmured: "What did the alchemist say, chapel, basement, central school building, kitchen, kitchen...?"
"Oops, I'm not very lucky, I can't remember." The Papalar man moved his fingers and muttered to himself in confusion: "Did he say anything about the kitchen? It sounds familiar, he should have said it.
, maybe I should go to the kitchen and have a look, it must be a big canteen."
"But where is the kitchen?"
Parker sniffed the air.
"I guess it must be to the north."
"Dear God, please tell me the answer."
The sound of dice was heard in the darkness, and the Papalar people shouted excitedly: "It's indeed the north!"
He thought for a while, opened the selector system, and sent a message to Fang Pliover: "Dear alchemist and captain, the best night thief in your team has successfully sneaked into the cathedral and is on his way to the destination. Everything goes well."
"I entered Hostings Cathedral."
There is also news from Hongye.
Fang Yu took a look at the communication between the two, and felt that it was incredibly smooth. However, he took a look at Parker's elegant wording, and felt that it was not very reliable, so he casually sent a reply: "Where have you been?"
System prompt: The other party has closed the communication system
"Damn, what a bastard!" Fang Yu cursed in his heart.
He had clearly warned before that the communication system must not be shut down, because this guy had a criminal record before, and the reason was that the telecommunications charges in other worlds were too expensive!
Fang Yu was very angry, but he still had the patience to ask Hongye: "Hongye, where are you?"
"From the drawings, this should be a side hall. This place is so big, it's like a maze. It may take some time to find Hollett's school building."
"Maze?" Fang Plover was stunned. The outer area of Hostings Church is very big, but the church area is not big either. How could it be built like a maze inside?
This is not a city hall. There is no practical need to defend against attacks. Who would attack Ori's temple without any trouble? Cultists don't have the guts either.
Just as he was wondering, he saw Shisi parting the low trees, and under the cold moonlight in front, a row of brick and stone walls and a small door were revealed.
The girl wiped her hands on her apron and said back to him: "Mr. Ed, we are here. This is a stable, but since the Templar Knights stopped stationed here, there have been no horses here for a long time.
The smell may be a bit strange, after all, no one has taken care of it since then."
As she said this, she opened the door, and sure enough, a strange smell hit Fang Plover's nose. It was not the stench of feces, but the smell of decay and mold.
Shisi carefully looked inside the door and reminded him in a low voice: "Be careful, Mr. Ed, there are some dirty things in the church."
"dirty stuff?"
Shizu shook her head and remained silent.
There would be more or less monsters, undead, or other weird things in this kind of place. Fang Plover was not surprised when he saw this, so he just took out his information device and opened a light door to release Type III walkers.
After his simple repairs, the durability of the 'Sword Holder' was restored to a certain extent, but the damaged part of the shell armor was very troublesome for him to repair at this level, so he could only leave it there for the time being.
The sword wounds that the musketeer had left on the Type III Walker had remained there as they were. The ugly gaps were very annoying to the eyes.
Fang Plover let the walkers take the lead, and then he followed in.
It took a while for his eyes to gradually adapt to the completely dark environment. The stable looked low and narrow, and there were piles of dark, moldy straw or other things on the ground. If you didn't look carefully, they looked like lumps of rotten grass.
Meaty and disgusting.
Clumps of yellow-green mushrooms grew on the rotten meat, and a layer of spores filled the floor, as if filling the chest. It was as if he had suddenly suffered from asthma, and his breathing became increasingly turbid and difficult.
Fang Plover is still a little surprised. How could the stables become like this? Even if no one takes care of them, this is still a bit too strange.
He continued to ask the previous question: "Xisi, when did the incarnation of Dragon's Golden Eyes take away Hu Di, and how did you know?"
Shizu hurriedly told him the whole story before letting him understand what had happened since he went to the city hall.
After he and Shisi separated, the latter left to look for Hu Di.
According to the latter's statement, she and Hu Di agreed to meet at a place. Fang Yu thought that place should be the 'home' she had always mentioned, but Xisi told him that it was all her fault for wanting to return to her father's house at the last minute.
The workshop went to get the photo frame, so that Hu Di didn't wait for him.
As she said that, her eyes turned red, she held her apron in her hands and cried, her tears falling down uncontrollably.
"It's my fault that I didn't think so much. When I returned there, I found that Hu Di was not there," Xisi said sadly: "I thought he hadn't arrived yet, but there were signs of fighting in the house, and I realized that he had already arrived.
Been here."
"But even if there are traces of fighting, it doesn't necessarily mean that he is the incarnation of the Dragon's Golden Eyes," Fang Yu shook his head. He was not very good at comforting others and said directly: "Honestly, I think with Nicol Bolas's strength, using
There will be no traces of the struggle."
Xisi shook her head and said anxiously: "But I clearly felt the aura of the Dragon's Golden Eyes nearby."
"Can you feel the aura of the Dragon's Golden Eyes?" Fang Yu was stunned and asked.
Shisi's face turned pale, she lowered her head and stopped talking.
Fang Yu looked at her, suddenly thought of something in his mind, and asked, "Did you go get that photo frame?"
Shizu nodded sadly.
"Um..." Fang Yu asked with a guilty conscience: "Have you noticed that something is missing?"
But the girl shook her head and expressed with a blank expression that nothing was missing.
This answer made Fang Yu stunned for a moment and fell into thinking.
But after that, Xisi always seemed very depressed, and Fang Pliance didn't know how to further ask her for details. Fortunately, the other party took the initiative to take him to this place, which saved the two of them from the embarrassment.
It was only at this moment that he saw that Xisi's mood had become much more stable, and he finally asked the question that he had wanted to ask for a long time.
In the darkness, Xisi thought for a moment before replying: "I think it was Hu Di who found the Dragon's Golden Eyes not long after he arrived at that place. In fact, I have always known... that she has been trying to get close to him...
"
"When was that?"
"It must have been shortly after we separated, Mr. Ed."
A flicker of doubt flashed in Fang Yu's heart, but he clearly remembered that at that time, the shadow of Nicol Bolas transformed by the Dragon's Golden Eyes had been flying over the City Hall area, hitting the barrier.
Could this damn thing have a clone?
"But why didn't you tell him?" Fang Yu asked again.
Shizu seemed a little nervous. She clutched her apron but didn't know how to answer.
Fang Yu could probably guess what she was thinking. Perhaps this girl wanted to maintain the status quo, but also had wishful thinking that the situation was not as bad as she imagined. She kept comforting and deceiving herself, just to preserve such a small wish.
That's all.
He couldn't help but be a little curious about the story between Hu Di and this girl, and what kind of changes had happened in this illusion before he came here.
After a while, his next question came from the darkness:
"Xisi, did the Dragon's Golden Eyes take Hu Di away for the Blade of False Victory? But why did it bring Hu Di to this place? Is there any connection here?"
This is what makes Fang Plover feel puzzling.
He originally thought that according to the plan of the Dragon Worshipers, they should carry the Blade of False Victory to the City Hall and trigger the next step there.
He originally thought it was because the followers of the Dragon Worship Cult and the Dragon Fire Guild had not yet found Hu Di and had not obtained the Blade of False Victory in his hand. But according to Shisi's description, since the Dragon's Golden Eyes had been found long ago
Hu Di.
Then why did you come to this place?
Could it be that he had always thought about it before?
If this is really the case, he must tell others about this situation quickly to avoid mistakes in his next actions.
But Shizu was silent for a moment and then replied: "That's because she wants to trick Hu Di into destroying the Blade of False Victory in the underground temple. I know that is her long-held wish, but she can't do it herself.
Able to use fake hands on others."
Fang Yu was shocked when he heard this.
"What are you talking about? The Dragon's Golden Eyes want to destroy the Blade of False Victory, but how is that possible!?"
Isn't the Blade of False Victory a prop created by Dragon's Golden Eyes in order to distort this illusion and continuously weaken the power of the seal?
But how could it destroy the sword on its own? And according to Shizu, it seemed that it couldn't get close to the sword on its own, so it had to rely on Hu Di's hand to destroy it.
And it seems that this weapon can only be truly destroyed in the underground altar.
Fang Yu didn't know what the connection was, but he could guess that the so-called underground altar should be the place Tian Lan saw in his dream.
But none of this is logical
Could it be that he really thought wrong before?
But there was a voice in the dark telling Fang Yu that he had not thought anything wrong, and his inferences were all logical, and the real history could never be confusing.
So what exactly went wrong?
"Xisi," Fang Plover came back to his senses and asked in a somewhat urgent tone: "Why did the Dragon's Golden Eyes destroy the Blade of False Victory?"
Shizu looked at him strangely.
"Because that sword is its nemesis, Mr. Ed."
Fang Yu opened his mouth, thinking that what you said makes sense, but I can't refute it. The truth seems to be that simple. In the scene in the Gray Oak Square, the Blade of False Victory was the one used to kill Ni
Bolas' sword.
But as Miss Sylvide said, a false victory is still a false victory.
"In this case, what danger will he face in Hu Di?" Fang Pultru couldn't help but subconsciously asked.
Shizu closed her mouth.
After a while, she replied quietly: "To destroy the sacrificial sword, someone must sacrifice themselves."
"The Sword of Sacrifice?" Fang Yu saw that Xi Si was about to cry again, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions and just remembered the name silently. Although he secretly thought that Hu Di, as a chosen one, would be the most dangerous one.
The situation was not irreversible, but somehow, at this time, he suddenly thought of Miss Attila's brother.
That young man named Kidd
Then he naturally closed his mouth, feeling vaguely that this matter was not that simple. But if the dark dragon can really destroy a person's star, why is there no record of it in history?
Fang Plover suddenly stopped.
He looked around alertly, then turned back with a somewhat unnatural expression and asked, "Did you hear anything, Shizu?"
The girl was stunned, shook her head and said, "No, Mr. Ed."
"But the problem is," Fang Plover had been asking before, but now he realized something was wrong: "We have been walking in this stable for a long time, why haven't we walked out yet? This is really Hostings Cathedral.
stable?"
He raised his head and looked at Sakon, vaguely feeling that there were rooms one after another in this narrow space.
It's less like a stable and more like a maze.
When the word 'maze' was mentioned, Fang Yu's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he quickly sent a message: "Hongye, have you found the place?"
The selector system flashed, and the reply came quickly.
Hongye: "No, Ed, I think this place is a bit weird. When I looked outside, I felt that it wasn't that big inside at all, or maybe I was just running around in circles and didn't find the right way."
Fang Yu thought for a while and simply typed: "Be careful, it may not be that simple here."
He raised his head.
Shisi also looked a little nervous and whispered: "Mr. Ed, I'm sorry, I haven't been to this place before. That person told me that I couldn't come here easily, if it weren't for Hu Di..."
"that person?"
Fang Plover suddenly stopped talking.
There was a rustling sound in the darkness, as if many things were gliding over from far to near. The sound was so clear in the narrow space that it made people's hair stand on end. Even as brave as him, he couldn't help but
His scalp was numb, and he quickly directed the Type III walker to step forward and block him in front of him.
Shisi also turned pale and hid behind him with some fear.
After a moment, Fang Plover finally saw clearly what was rolling over.
It turned out to be a bloody human head with its mouth wide open, its long purple tongue hanging all the way to the bottom, its eyes turned white, and blood was oozing from the nostrils, ear cavities and under the eye sockets. It looked extremely miserable.
There is no flesh and blood on the human head from the neck down. There is only a white spine with bloodshot threads hanging on it, as if it had just been pulled out of the body.
It relied on this spine, coiled on the ground like some kind of cold-blooded animal, and stared at the two of them motionlessly with its white eyes.
Seeing this thing, Fang Plover felt as if his hair stood on end.
What the hell is this?
Are there any undead like this?
"Ah" Shizu screamed when she saw this thing and stepped back. But a moment later, the girl let out an even shriller scream: "Behind, there is also behind, Mr. Ed!"
Fang Yu turned around with a pale face, only to see that not only from behind him, but also from the ceiling and from the west through the gaps in the walls, these ghosts were pouring in from all directions like reptiles.
And their shapes aren't limited to snakes, either.
Instead, they have twisted shapes similar to various insects and arthropods, in various shapes, and some even fly in mid-air.
The head that appeared first was the first to attack. It screamed hoarsely and rushed towards Fang Plover.
Without even thinking about it, Fang Yu waved his hand, and there was a sword light in the darkness, and the 'sword holder' struck the person's head with a backhand sword.
There was a popping sound like a sharp knife cutting meat, and the head exploded like a blood bag. The stinky blood spattered everywhere, and the head that was divided into two pieces fell to the ground like rotten meat.
Fang Yu was stunned and hurriedly checked the system records before discovering that the level of this thing was not high, only level seven, but its name was extremely disgusting, it was called the Swelling Living Sacrifice.
At that moment, an idea flashed in his mind.
Suddenly I realized what this was.
flesh and blood sacrifice
These things are all living sacrifices used by the Dragon Worshipers. Hollett College is indeed the cover of the Dragon Worshipers. These fanatics don’t know what is going on under the church under such a name.
A horrific act.
When Fang Yu thought of the dream described by Tian Lan and looked at these disgusting monsters, he couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach.
But my heart felt even more disgusting.
Of course, these things are not undead in the traditional sense. In fact, they are evil things, evil things, monsters created by those fanatics, and legend has it that these things are only related to the mysterious master behind them.